- Erotic Poetry
- Call Me Tonight
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My dear Celeste,
Forgive me for leaving this note in your pocket.
I know we only just me on this flight,
but after few hours sitting next to you
I feel we have a connection.
Perhaps it was how you held my gaze a bit too long
or the way you flirted with me over the wine
or the way you kept asking about my erotic dreams
or the way you teasingly me called me Daddy.
Perhaps it was the way your fingers
kept circling the tip of my cock
until the denim was soaked through
with precum.
It's unfortunate that you continue on to Amsterdam,
while I will be stuck here alone in London.
I've left my number below.
Call me tonight.
Call me tonight
and I will tell you what you need to hear.
I will help you imagine the things that make you wet.
I will make you say the filthy things you yearn to say.
Call me tonight
and I will instruct you in how to touch yourself.
I will force you to do those things that you want to do.
I can tell, you are a woman who likes to be forced into pleasure.
Call me tonight
and I will guide your fingertips over arms and thighs.
I will instruct your touch from mouth to tits and nipples.
I will make you tease your clit and finger your cunt.
Call call me tonight
and I will teach your lips and tongue to feed on my cock.
I will growl to show you my hunger.
I will release all this ache that reaches back into my balls.
Call me tonight
and surrender yourself.
Give me your secrets and your cries.
Give me your cum, again and again.
Call me tonight.
Call me.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 9 years ago...and so much more fun that watching the in-flight movie. Must give it a go next time I fly x
